"Limbo"
With an overwhelming sigh
The shadows of my state
overtake me.
I grope in the dark clouds
to hold onto whatever
I may find.
While sensing my options
My senses cry for clarity,
For sensible recognition
Of support that will
hold my weight.
So I wait.
What is outside this gray mist?
This cloud of confusion
that seems such a shroud.
Each struggle becomes a rebirth,
A new life approached in a new light.
After protruding from the womb of the uncertain
How glorious the light of day shall be again!
So I wait.
